Volume 1 Chapter 41 This Is All What She Deserves

Ruan Liuzheng glanced at Qingzhi. Qingzhi did not look away; she met her gaze directly, a hint of mockery in her eyes.

It was as though she were taunting her: who had told her to set herself against Qingzhi?

Ruan Liuzheng was taken away under guard and sent to the Directorate of Penal Justice.

In the end, all that purple battle aura was absorbed by Saint Sun and the others, without a single wisp escaping.

The flying vessel was divided into an upper and a lower section. The upper part was a three-story palace, intricately arranged and carved entirely from white jade. The lower part was a golden platform cast from red gold. Shaped like a colossal dragon, its surface was covered in scales.

Even if there were fewer sixth-tier demon beasts, once they were driven into battle, their combined strength could rival that of a major city—or even a commandery city.

As one of China’s active battlefield forces, the super battleship now pointed directly at the army of the sea tribe.

The leaders of the three races in the Demon Sea were furious. It was bad enough that Du Yu had emerged from the primordial wilderness of the ancestral star, Huaxia. Now even the Spirit of Yan and Huang intended to rise to power by trampling upon the three races. How could they possibly tolerate it?

Had he been an ordinary man, seeing his wife pregnant would certainly have made him hesitate over whether to join the military before the child was born. Wang Shirong, however, was precisely the opposite. Still, as the appointed day of his departure drew nearer, he could not help feeling somewhat guilty.

“Dean Qu, are you saying that I’m too overbearing?” Zhen Fei remained grateful to the dean who had strongly recommended him for his medical license. Without Qu Jinlin’s help, his employment would never have been settled so smoothly.

“Seeing how confident you all are, I can’t help wanting to test your strength myself,” Saint Sun said.

Everyone working for the Universal Group at this branch enjoyed breakfast, lunch, and dinner. If they worked past ten at night, there was even a late-night supper service.

Behind Qian Jiahui’s neck was a strange, revolting, and terrifying patch of gray markings—the Calamity Pattern.

At first, Wei Chen wanted to resist. After all, spirit stones were treasures that could only be chanced upon in this world, never sought out. His Wei family had stood for a century, yet possessed only a dozen or so spirit stones. Most had been used by him, and fewer than ten now remained in the family.

With Leng Bing defeated, the people before them were no longer worth worrying about. They were simply no match for Pei Wushuang.

“Ling’er, endure a little longer.” Mo Li had noticed that something was wrong with Qiao Ling’er and could only offer words of comfort. He knew that nothing he said would be of much use in the present circumstances. The most important thing now was to remain alert to any danger that might emerge around them.

Suppose Zhang Buxiang had killed Zhang Hutu for the sake of the family fortune—the motive would have been somewhat far-fetched. Zhang Hutu never restricted Zhang Buxiang’s debauched lifestyle. More importantly, Zhang Hutu was so immersed in wine and women that no one knew how much longer he would live. His prospects were not promising.

Watching the white-robed old man’s corpse vanish before her eyes, Ayun was somewhat astonished. Mo Li appeared to be an exceedingly proper and disciplined person, yet even in such circumstances he remained fearless in the face of danger and extraordinarily composed. A man like that was certainly no ordinary person.

Yi’s voice was extremely loud. Yet, with the sea lying almost perfectly still, it could not carry very far. Instead, the force of his voice shook the woodland behind him, sending great flocks of birds shrieking into the air.

At that moment, He Liuhun felt that his present self and his former self had finally become one. No matter which age one lived in, the meaning of life one pursued remained the same. That was the way of being human—and the reason the Analects had become a mainstream classic and an unchanging truth even to this day.

It was true that he had enjoyed a smooth journey along the path of cultivation. So far, few cultivators he had encountered could match him in cultivation. In the world of business, however, things were entirely different.